Future time traveler looks back one century ago

I exhibit health and virility at one hundred and
64 years astride planet earth, whereby spouse,
(who remained married to yours truly for about
one century – which elapsed in blink of an eye)
long since gave up the ghost, which found me
receptive to possible mission to date women
(strong of body, mind, and spirit with frontier
spirit) young enough to be my granddaughter.

Circa December 4^th, 2123, or 1212 military time,

yours truly attempted crafting id est feeble rhyme

far from madding crowd, nevertheless yet lovely

bones and flesh quite spry, still considered prime
(moost procreative, prodigious, and progressive)

stage, since (case ye didn't know) approximately

eight score orbitz round Earth's sun still noontime

chronologically analogous to protracted lunchtime

whereat the average offspring jetson or (daughter)

Born twenty three years into twenty second century alive

and well (still hashtagged as precocious) with drive

to safely, sidestep, and surmount establishmentarian

archaic, formulaic, and mosaic Judaic/Christian give

wry master of words (me) take poetic license to jive

reasonably rhyming nope heart tickle early misthrive

moost definitely dirty deeds done dirt cheap (trick)

super tramping space cowboy lobbing power-drive

re: frequently innocent prelapsarian double entendre

(Jean Jacques Rousseau) Noble Savage he doth strive

even though hanky panky tinged entire his/her story,

Homo sapiens animal husbandry hastily did wive.

Bajillion years after proto humans experienced woe

countless figurative early Brady bunched bro doggie

dimples encountered necessity to escape cohabitation

(marital covenant alien), yet quasi marital brouhaha

ofttimes witnessed altercation begetting re: thorough

out baby with bath water phenomena, which literal
cruel fate heavily peppered past (mine) accounting

lamely explaining Pink Floyd momentary status quo

upended accompanied courtesy lapse of reason no

definitive evidence to substantiate claim, yet I know

without shadowed doubt every friggin forebear (hoe

pining to savor manumission, versus cotton pickin)

back breaking stoop labor think indentured escrow

harking back to days of our lives (mainly bonobo

nasty, short and brutus creatures millenniums ago

unsung simian kindred beings suffering figurative

ruffled horse feathers nsync with bird in hand dodo

which latter species long extinct (as Dutch good eats)

now non sequitur (sea quitter) mine homeboys/girls

comprising Harris eventual clan (of craven lionized

"scapegoats" set genealogical precedent, and grew

some real winners gentiles, who commingled and

intermarried, and united proudly to kvetch as Jew)

eventually acquiring redeeming qualities conveniently

best caricatured as features exhibited by Mister MaGoo

invariably dear reader "fake" anecdote ye will poo poo

as well how storied and fabled coronavirus (COVID-19)

medical technicians reference quaint pandemic setting

figurative global stage brethren and sistern microbes

made webbed, wide world wish for said good ole days

cuz, communique done being crafted about six hours
marine hated, armies of beastie boys slain 2123 yahoo

the darndest, latest microscopic bugaboo nearly slew

entire population, hence envision terra firma with

divine providence absolute zero people as edenic
provenance (metaphorically offering tabula rasa view.